IF YOU READ THIS I WILL REVIEW, We Are Our Own Gods, God Does Not Exist, Life Is Fleeting, Take a Chance Or Die and Never Think Again. CAAAAAAPS TOOOOO DRAAAAAW THEEEEE EYEEEEEEEEE, I LoOOOOOOVEEEEEE CAAAAAAAAPPPPPPSSSSS TOOOOOO DRAAAAW THE EYE, I ALSO LI

This poem was inspired by a little girl that I met a while ago, who chose not to use her ability of speech, because she was traumatized by physical abuse. This poem re-surfaced after a major cleansing of my room.